IPOW 27/06/08

Here I would like to share some of my new poetry structure .

Research paper is a complex activity that every student has to undergo through.

It looked like someone had thrown a whole bottle of Domestos over a group of giggling women. Obviously a good place to pull you said.

Once I had a darkling vision, When sitting by the fireside, Of a dark and dreadful water, Forever deep and endless wide. There was anchored, gray and lifeless, Timbers rotting, oars astray,

This sort of luck you can do without!

Vodka Girl (30th June 2008, 12.51pm) Glass half raised, she pauses to laugh and I capture her distorted face in the flash-whitened photograph; we measure our inebriation

A confession from a man who likes rules.